Song Shengsheng has always known that he is sensitive and fragile. Every time she pretends to be free and easy, it is because of her competitive spirit in her bones. She is unwilling to be looked down upon by people, and she doesn’t want people to be laughed at.
She said so much.
Fu Cheng replied three words and knew.
This was nothing, it sounded normal, but she felt as uncomfortable as if she had been pierced.
She wanted to say something but stopped and wanted to pour out a basket of words, but the flame was almost watered by his cold water.
Song Shengsheng slowly let go of the fingers that were holding his cuffs. She wiped the tears from her face and said, “I know I’m too much, I’m sorry.”
Song Shengsheng felt that she had said to Fu Cheng and could not count them.
It seems that either she is apologizing or he is apologizing.
It seems that someone has always done something wrong.
Song Shengsheng didn’t know what to do now, and she had never seen Fu Cheng look angry.
Will you divorce her?
Or I won’t love her so much in the future.
Song Shengsheng suddenly felt that Fu Cheng was a little cruel. Although he was reasonable, no one was treated as a tool for use and had been concealed for so many years.
She can understand everything.
But Song Shengsheng still felt that Fu Cheng was very cruel to treat her with such a cold attitude.
She couldn’t stand this gap.
Song Shengsheng felt that she had been spoiled by Fu Cheng over the years.
She was already a little unbearable, this huge gap.
But she didn’t want to be a puppy who wags his tail and begs for mercy, and she didn’t even think she did something wrong at the beginning.
Is there any other way she could do at that time?
No.